It looked fabulous in the brochure. Wonderful sun-drenched beaches, lush jungles, magnificent waterfalls and fabulous food. And here I am. Another place ticked off my bucket list. Beautiful Belize; a jewel on the eastern coast of South America they call it. Paradise.
Oh dear. Is this it?
Right, there’s a chemist shop, so I’ll be able to get some suntan lotion. There’s a chap asleep in a chair selling something leafy, don’t know what it is and I’m not sure I want to know! Oh look, there’s a place down there where I can buy some supplies. Trouble is, I need to change my money to the local stuff and I don’t see a bureau de change anywhere. Oh, hang on, the store’s called Poundyard so it probably takes my English money!
But that’s it.
Ahah! There’s the tourist information! My holiday starts here and now.
Oh dear, it’s closed.
Now, how do I get back to the hotel? This way or that way?
Prod the frog to read other’s stories!
Sunday Photo Fiction is hosted by Susan Spaulding who also provided the picture.